Chapter 1041 United as one
Repair...repair the airport? In these precarious times, when even having enough to eat is a problem? Did he hear wrongly?
Not only him, but also Old Chen who was in charge of supplies and the cadres in charge of labor around him all had stunned expressions as if they had heard something incomprehensible, and they almost thought they were hallucinating.
Du Yuming ignored the shock on their faces and continued to issue specific targets in an unquestionable tone: "
Spare no expense, mobilize all the manpower and material resources you can! My demand is this: within two weeks, you must build me a field airport capable of accommodating large transport aircraft!"
"Half...half a month?! A large transport plane?!"
While Director Hu and others were still immersed in this shocking order, Zhao Tielin next to them suddenly reacted after the initial shock!
His eyes were filled with incredible ecstasy, and even the scars on his face were distorted and shining with extreme excitement!
As a professional soldier, he knew very well what a field airport, especially one that could take off and land large transport aircraft, meant!
It's more than just a runway! It's a lifeline! A channel for projecting power! It's the embodiment of hope!
"Air...air support?! Strategic delivery?!!" Zhao Tielin's voice became hoarse due to extreme excitement. He clenched his fists suddenly and his body leaned forward slightly due to excitement.
"Commander, are you building this airport so that supplies can be airlifted in from the war zone?"
When asking this question, Zhao Tielin seemed to have seen a huge group of transport planes roaring down, unloading endless ammunition, medicines, food, and more elite soldiers like the ground network troops!
All the difficulties mentioned in the report just now - lack of ammunition, shortage of medicine, running out of food, and powerful enemies all around - seemed to have become chickens and dogs that could be easily crushed in front of the five words "large transport aircraft"!
The confidence that would be supported by the powerful rear force, and the sense of relief that he no longer had to calculate every bullet and every anti-inflammatory pill, made him almost roar with excitement!
After hearing Zhao Tielin's question and seeing Zhao Tielin's reaction, Hu Renfu and others present were naturally not idiots and reacted immediately!
What? We're going to use a transport plane to airlift supplies here?
"Supplies? !!!!"
As these two words emerged in the minds of everyone present, the pressure of building the airport disappeared instantly!
This is not a big deal!
It's obvious that Big Brother is going to start brushing the plane! ! ! !
If this is true, this airport will be equivalent to a supply refresh site in the future, where supplies can be refreshed infinitely!
With this airport, why would we have to go out and look for supplies?
"Repair! Repair the airport!!"
Thinking of this, Director Hu Renfu almost shouted his assurance. His voice was loud and full of unprecedented strength and confidence. He was completely different from the dying look he had just had.
"Please rest assured, Commander. After the meeting, I will immediately launch an organizational mobilization and mobilize all available forces at the gathering place to ensure the completion of the mission with guaranteed quality and quantity!"
Looking at Hu Renfu's face-changing appearance that was like that in Sichuan Opera, Du Yuming didn't care at all. Or rather, from the beginning to the end, he didn't care about the other party's attitude.
He has only one requirement, which is execution, he only looks at the results!
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After the meeting, as the Gucheng Lake gathering place began to execute Du Yuming's orders, the entire gathering place was like being thrown by a huge rock, instantly triggering a reaction more intense than when the troops entered the city.
At first, the survivors were incredibly silent after receiving the news!
"Build an airport? In this place where you don't even know where your next meal is going to come from?"
When the survivors in the gathering place heard the orders hastily conveyed by Director Hu and others, their first reaction was almost confusion and absurdity.
People looked at each other, wondering if there was something wrong with their ears or the brains of those superiors.
Some elderly people simply shook their heads and sighed, thinking that this was just a new and more cruel way of torturing people.
However, when the specific and tempting explanations such as "The airport was built to receive supplies transported by air" and "The war zone will use large planes to deliver food, medicine, and ammunition to us!", along with the excited confirmation of Zhao Tielin's soldiers, quickly spread, the mood of the entire gathering place suddenly underwent a shocking 360-degree reversal!
The desperate silence was soon replaced by an almost crazy ecstasy and expectation!
"What? A big plane? They're going to drop supplies for us?!"
"Oh my god! Is this true? The country is going to send us things by plane?!"
"Airport! Repair the airport quickly! Once it's repaired, there will be endless supplies!!"
"Damn it! Let's fight! If this is true, do I still have to risk my life outside? Do I still have to starve?!"
The word "supplies" was like a spell with infinite magic power, instantly igniting the flames that had long been extinguished in the eyes of all the survivors!
Building an airport is no longer an unreasonable drudgery, but a stairway to heaven, a bridge connecting despairing reality with infinite hope! It is a "supply refresh area"!
The people who just thought it was impossible and incomprehensible suddenly became more active and enthusiastic than anyone else!
For a moment, the recruitment scene was boiling!
Less than an hour after the order was issued, the muddy square in the center of the gathering place was already filled with noise!
There was no need for excessive mobilization or coercion. Almost all young and middle-aged people, both men and women, spontaneously flocked here.
Even many half-grown children and some elderly people who were still in good health were excitedly squeezed into the crowd, waving their arms, fearing that they would be left behind.
"Build the airport! Count me in! I'm strong enough!"
"I can drive the bulldozer from the old construction site! It's a bit old, but I can drive it!"
"Although I am old and can't move big rocks, I can help level the land!"
"Chief! How many people do you need? Our whole family can come!"
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People's faces were no longer numb and desperate, but were filled with an almost religious fanaticism and expectation.
They wielded whatever tools they could find—rusty shovels, pickaxes, homemade shoulder poles and baskets, or even just their bare hands.
Their eyes were fixed on the makeshift wooden platform in front of them, on which stood Zhao Tielin's soldiers and Director Hu's men who were registering and assigning tasks.
Director Hu's previous gloomy expression had long since faded. He stood on the stage, his voice hoarse but unusually excited. He held a worn-out loudspeaker and shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to organize the chaotic crowd:
"Strong laborers, go to the left to register! Those who can operate machinery, go to the right! Women comrades will be responsible for logistics and delivering water and food! Quick! Line up! Don't crowd! We all have work to do! For the airport! For supplies! For survival!"
Zhao Tielin sent out all the soldiers he could, who were responsible for maintaining order, dividing areas, and taking the lead in the heaviest labor.
He was like a chicken with its blood pumped up, moving among the crowd and shouting, coordinating and giving orders. The scars on his face were shining with excitement: "Quick! Quick! Quick! Get moving! The sooner we can fix it, the sooner the plane will arrive!"
The entire gathering place seemed like a machine that had been silent and rusty for a long time. The two keywords "airport" and "supplies" injected the most violent power and began to run frantically with unprecedented efficiency!
People carrying tools and pushing the few shabby carts rushed like a tide to the area selected for the construction of the airport.
There is no complaining, no laziness, only an almost instinctive urgency and fanatical enthusiasm, because they know that every drop of sweat they shed and every inch of land they dig at this moment are digging an aerial corridor to survival and hope for themselves, their families and the entire gathering place!
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